A/N: Things are going to get pretty hot at the end of the chapter so here's a warning for all those who don't want to read it ;)

It took a solid week of planning for the party to come together. Surprisingly enough, Sage and Matthew were both very hands on. They both listened to what I had to say about how to move everything about. Matthew and his wolves moved all the antiques, artifacts, and priceless paintings into the attic where they remained safe. I gathered input from students on campus on what they wanted to have or what they preferred to experience.

There were a lot of mixed messages. A few students wanting it to be casual, others who wanted it to be a ball, I heard the term 'masquerade' thrown out but decided against doing that. The whole town seemed excited that we were hosting a party for the university. Everyone would come up to Matthew asking if they could cater or provide anything for us. There were a few times when I was in town that pack members would rush up to me. Me.

The day of, my friends actually came a bit earlier to help us finish setting up. I watched as Ashley and Cassidy helped to lay out all sorts of snacks and drinks. They also brought me some new clothes—a black tight fitting crop top that I paired with some of my jean shorts. They also promised to take me shopping into town knowing that I now have my first paycheck.

Eli donated more beer kegs than we had anticipated so we made sure to pre-game together. So many wolves today came to the castle to drop off some food items and snacks. All of them introducing themselves to me and telling me that they can't wait to have more parties.

I watched as Tyler climbed up the largest tree in the backyard. Helping secure a rope swing that would be used to swing into the lake. The boys all had their own idea of what they wanted. They helped to set up lights across the backyard, making sure that everything looked awesome.

I hardly had a chance to see Matthew while we were all setting everything up. He was busy helping set up the tech on stage for the DJ who was going to be playing tunes through the night. He made sure to wink at me every time he crossed my path or took time in having lunch with me while we took a short break together around midday. There was a lot to do and I'm sure there's going to be a lot to clean up as well. But before I could think of just how many people would show up, students from all over campus started streaming into the castle and backyard as the sun was setting.

In a matter of minutes, the house was full. Music so loud that vibrations were spread through the ground and into the castle. Everyone was munching on food, dancing by the dance floor, or hovering around the lake where a few students were swinging and swimming into the water. The reflection of the full moon shimmering in the water and giving us a tinge of light.

"Prof," Evan calls out to me as he wiggles his way towards me. I'm in the midst of a conversation with Ashley as he and Tyler appear. Both of them dripping wet and shirtless from the countless times they've swung into the lake. I look behind them and am sincerely impressed by seeing a student swinging on the rope in their wolf form with their wolf mouth, landing with a loud splash. Everyone cheering.

Typical college parties I guess, I think to myself.

Evan grips my shoulders, shaking me so hard I think my head is going to roll off onto the ground. "This is fucking amazing!" He yells so loudly that I catch a whiff of alcohol in his breath.

Tyler laughs besides him, "You did awesome Holms."

"Just the free food and drinks alone have me happy." Ashley takes a swing of her beer, our DJ friend playing a song that has her bouncing up and down and swaying her hips.

"Are we going to see litty titty Mia tonight?" Evan asks after his eyes flick over from Ashley.

Tyler smiles brightly, "Oh I so want to see litty titty Mia."

"Well," Sage suddenly appears within our little group. She clearly overheard our little conversation. "In that case, you best give her a few of these."

She holds up a few cups of beer. Passing them around my friends before taking a swing of her own. Her arm going over my shoulders with pure amusement written on her face. "If you get her drunk enough, maybe she'll sing karaoke for you like she did for me."

I shake my head as my friends suddenly start chanting for me to chug. I'm not falling for that again. Not this time anyways. I have to try and maintain my composure in this scenario. Too many students have been walking up to me all night to give me their thanks. I'm not sure what kind of message I would send if I was absolutely shitfaced.

I don't succumb to the peer pressure, but I do convince Sage to join us on the dance floor. She's clearly uncomfortable which only makes us try to get her to dance even more. Tyler trying to Patrick Swayze his dance moves, which obviously makes me laugh because Sage looks both horrified and amused. Just to my other side, I notice Ashley and Evan dancing together. Laughing into the chiller night air and truly enjoying themselves.

I can't help but look around for Matthew. I wouldn't be surprised if he was pent up in his office, playing his guitar with his headphones on. I don't think he's much of a partier, at least, I haven't gathered that impression from him. He was more than happy helping me set up the party, but I also know that he teaches or has taught almost everyone here. I would completely understand if this wasn't his scene.

I can't smell him, my wolf whines. Very much missing his presence around us.

There are too many people and too many scents. I don't even know if he's inside the castle or down here in the backyard. I decide not to let it get to me, focusing my attention to my friends who are all grooving to the DJ.

We're jumping up and down, screaming at the top of our lungs as familiar choruses strike through the speakers. There are moments we laugh when we lose our footing or try to serenade one another with our horrifically shrill voices. But overall, we keep smiling and laughing. My heart becoming warm and memories starting to develop in my mind.

Just as I'm about to go get everyone some more drinks while there's a song change, our DJs music gets cut off. Electricity vibrating through the air until the sound of an electric guitar slices through the entire party. Everyone's eyes instantly snapping to the stage where Matthew is not only playing his guitar, but shredding Chuck Berry's Johnny B. Goode like he strolled off of Back to the Future.

It's like being in a mosh pit at a concert, everyone starts pushing forward. The students in the house stand just outside to stare at their Alpha. Everyone in the lake jumps out running to the sound like sirens are calling to them. Sage starts cheering beside me like she's at a festival. Her happiness so incredibly evident on her face.

My jaw drops entirely as Matthew not only looks like a total rockstar, but the son of a bitch decided on wearing his glasses. There's a confidence and swagger behind his movements as he riffs his guitar effortlessly. Practically soloing the entire song while everyone just cheers like he's our personal concert. I can only imagine how his music is traveling over the lake to the other side of town. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the entire valley was able to hear Matthew play. I can't help gawking at the fact that he looks sexy as hell.

He steps along the stage fully aware that he owns it. His body moving along with the music, his hair flipping with him. Small beads of sweat forming along his forehead. And when he looks up at the crowd, a cheeky devilish smile crosses his lips.

Fuck he's hot, my wolf purrs. Imagine what those fingers could do.

You need a cold shower, I scowl at her. But realistically, I was thinking the same thing.

When Matthew finishes his solo, everyone starts cheering loudly. The general atmosphere is buzzing. So many students can't believe it. When I glance at Tyler and Ashley, both of their jaws are basically hung on the ground.

Matthew starts to radiate his aura through the crowd. It might as well be the vibrations we felt with the guitar. Everyone feels his power emanating. Regardless, an encore gets shouted into the student body, followed by hundreds of voices asking him to play another song. Even Sage, who's heard him play plenty, is cupping her hands around her mouth and cheering for her friend.

Matthew's eyes search through the crowd. Unlike everyone else, I'm the only person who isn't shouting—I can't help the smirk on my face as his eyes land on me, a devious smile spreading on his face. He hits a chord on his guitar, letting it riff through the air. As the note ends, he keeps his gaze focused on me. I cross my arms over my chest, raising my eyebrow like I'm asking, 'Is that all you got?'

Matthew's smile is immaculate. He places his pick between his teeth, pointing directly at me in the sea of wolves. My heart starts beating so hard in my chest I can hear it in my head. Everyone's gazes turning to me suddenly. I have to focus really hard to prevent a blush from creeping its way into my neck.

Matthew turns his finger, curling it slowly, asking me to get closer. The crowd of people might as well parted like the Red Sea. I want to say that I'm embarrassed. A small part of me is, but Goddess, I love it when he showcases his affection towards me in public. It's such a turn on.

Matthew starts playing his guitar, the song Hallelujah slowly echoing through the woods. Sage bumps her shoulder into me suggestively, her eyebrows wiggling slightly. I slowly walk closer, everyone trailing their eyes on me until we're all staring at Matthew who is playing so beautifully it might as well be a Siren spell.

The longer he plays, Goddess, the sexier he becomes. A thin layer of sweat has strands of his hair sticking to his forehead. He combs his dampened hair with his fingers, right before gearing into the fast notes. When he hits the higher notes, his head rolls back and all I want to do is kiss him.

I start smiling so brightly as he finishes his song. His eyes never leaving me as he strums his last few chords. Once the music finishes echoing through, the crowd basically loses their shit. The volume of the cheers making it sound like we're at Woodstock. Howls reverberating from the other side of the lake—where Old Town is.

I hold my hand up to Matthew so he can lift me on the stage. He raises his eyebrow suggestively, slinging his guitar to the side while reaching up and lifting me effortlessly next to him. He's always going about wanting other wolves to know I'm off limits. It's time he realizes that I also consider him off limits.

I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into an embrace and pressing my lips against his. Matthew seems surprised at first like he didn't expect me to kiss him in front of such a large crowd. He quickly recovers, his arms snaking their way around my waist to pull me closer. I can't hear him growling over the sound of everyone else, but I can feel the small vibrations emitting from his chest.

My wolf instantly howls in approval. She's full of joy and contentment. Even though Matthew might have not been made for us through the Moon Goddess, she's very thrilled we're claiming him in front of so many people.

I'm the first one to pull away and I can just tell how unbelievably appreciative Matthew is. There's a look in his eyes that scream so much more than lust. I can't help but smile, knowing very well what it feels like to be accepted. He doesn't have to tell me in words but being rejected means feeling like you're never enough. I don't want Matthew to ever feel like he isn't worthy. No amount of mind linking, or mindreading has to tell me that.

"Who's the possessive one now?" He remarks against my ear.

I let out a small laugh, intertwining our fingers together. "Come on," I say tugging him towards the steps of the stage. "I'll officially introduce you to my friends."

Matthew unplugs his guitar from the amplifier, swinging it across his back before letting the DJ slip back behind his set up. Matthew grips my hand closely as I drag him through the crowd of students. I feel like two VIPs as everyone moves out of our way. Everyone bows their head in respect to Matthew, I don't think much of it because it happens all the time.

Until Matthew leans over to me, whispering in my ear. "They're bowing to you, gorgeous."

I turn to look at him, surprise written entirely on my face. It's not like we've talked about what it would mean for us to be together. We've been too busy getting to know one another. Sage threw the term Luna in the air like it was nothing. But I haven't actually sat down to fully comprehend what it would mean.

"Holms," Tyler shouts over a few heads of people. His voice and waving hand pulling me out of my thoughts. I maneuver my way towards the group, getting a squeeze from Matthew as he follows closely.

Everyone is grinning like Cheshire cats—Sage included. Tyler smirks, "Or should I say Vale."

Matthew places his hand around my waist, his finger trailing circles around my bare skin. He looks down at me with a mischievous grin, "I rather like the sound of Mia Vale."

I ignore his comment even though the thought does get me to smile. I extend my hand ready to introduce my friends when Matthew nods at them all. "Nice to see you again Ashley." His attention falling on Evan, "Hello Evan. Hope you don't have any accounting courses any time soon."

My jaw drops, "You know them?"

"Of course he knows us," Ashley sips her beer, clearly buzzed as her body leans over towards Sage. "Alpha's history class is a mandatory core course. We can't graduate without it."

Matthew's eyes fall on Tyler, his gaze somewhat unimpressed. I elbow Matthew's side slightly, wishing I had the mind link so I could tell him to play nice. I'm not oblivious to the fact that Matthew isn't exactly the biggest fan of Tyler. Especially not right now when he's standing in nothing but some swim trunks.

Matthew pinches my side but keeps straight eye-contact with my friend. "I hear you have the trials coming up, Tyler."

"Yes Alpha." Tyler smiles, "I'm really excited. I would be honored to be part of the pack's legion of warriors."

"Mia tells me you both train together." Matthew cocks his head to the side. I elbow him again lightly to stop him from projecting his Alpha aura out.

Tyler seems nervous, like he's been placed under the microscope. His eyesight lingers slightly to his friends and the way he's squirming makes me realize just how intense Matthew's stare is. He pieces his words carefully, "Holms clearly knows how to fight. I learn a lot from her."

Tyler is one of the only people who knows I come from Sparta other than Matthew's close circle of confidants. Sage looks like she's about to burst out laughing watching as her Alpha tries to interrogate one of my friends.

I quicky retain Matthew's attention by putting my hand on his chest, his eyes meeting mine. "I'm kind of hungry," I tell him softly. "Let's go inside and grab some food."

Matthew doesn't hesitate, he nods his head, pulling my body with him towards the house. I peek over my shoulder, seeing Tyler let out a breath he was holding in. He mouths the words Thank you to me before Evan, Ashley, and Sage all burst into laughter. I try not to giggle at how relieved Tyler looks.

The kitchen is littered with all kinds of food, and I'm impressed to see so many people eating. They all look so happy, filling their plates and drinks to the brim. Matthew stops in front of the kitchen, but I grab his hand and start leading him upstairs. I just needed to have an excuse to get him alone.

He doesn't question me as I lead him to his office, closing the door behind us. The sounds and music of the party outside pulsating through the floor. I lean against the closed door as Matthew sets his guitar into the corner of the room. Once he's turned to me, he takes a seat on his mahogany table, leaning against it while watching me carefully.

"You didn't have to interrogate him you know." I say playfully.

"He hangs around with my girl enough for me to justify a small interrogation." Matthew retorts, his arms crossing over his chest. He slowly smiles. Mischief. Absolute mischief in his eyes. "I thought you were hungry."

For you, my wolf purrs.

She's not wrong. I haven't had a chance to be around him the entire day. I've barely had a conversation longer than five minutes. The loss of feeling his hand holding mine. Seeing him playing guitar, how everyone cheered for him, how happy he was when I kissed him. I just want to be somewhere where I can only sense him. His presence, his scent. One day away and I'm already being driven mad.

"You wore those on purpose." I decide to say, narrowing my eyes on his glasses. Mocking his stance by crossing my own arms. He doesn't often wear his glasses in public which makes me assume he did it for me, knowing very well the kind of effect they have.

"Maybe I just need them to see." He retorts with a smirk as he sets them down on the table, taking a step towards me. Matthew walks towards me, pulling my waist to his body and away from the door behind me. "Besides, I wanted to get your attention."

"Oh yeah," I let out a small laugh. "Because playing an electric guitar in front of hundreds of people and serenading me doesn't grab my attention."

There's an evil little glint in his eye. Naughtiness in his gaze as he turns his head to the side, "You loved it, didn't you gorgeous?"

There's still a small layer of sweat on him. His hair slicked to the side; a few strands still stuck to his skin. I can't get the image out of my head of the way his fingers were moving along the guitar. The way his body flowed so effortlessly with the music. I bite my lip, his intense stare zeroing in on my actions.

Mia what will it take for you to just get those panties off? My wolf whines, Damn girl.

"You know," I decide to tease him—and my wolf. "I'm not going to give you the satisfaction."

I peck him lightly, turning on my heels and heading towards the door to return to the party. I don't even get a foot in until I feel his hand reach for my wrist. Turning me back around and pulling me into his chest. Matthew leans down, leaving wet kisses along my neck and jaw.

Party? My thoughts say. What party?

"I've barely kissed you today." He whispers in my ear just as I close my eyes. "Barely touched you."

His hands graze down my waist, settling on my butt and giving it a hard squeeze that has my body arching into his. Wearing a crop top was probably not the smartest choice for Matthew to control his little possessiveness, but now that I have his hands gripping my sides, I feel like I'm on fire. It sends waves of yearning through my whole body.

"I watched you dance with two half-naked men. Wearing this little outfit and moving your hips." He growls lowly, picking my legs up, turning us towards his desk, and setting my ass down while positioning himself between my legs. His dark green eyes meet mine, devilish smile making me shudder. "So, you're going to give me a sliver of satisfaction."

I lean forward so that my lips are dangerously close to his, smiling at him. "There are people outside. You're going to have to wait for everyone to leave if you want to even try to get my clothes off."

"Who said anything about removing clothes?" Matthew's eyes turning a shade darker. My heart starting to beat rapidly in my chest. His hand reaches into my hair, pulling my head back while he brushes his lips softly against mine. Preventing me from leaning into a kiss.

With his free hand, Matthew slowly trails up my inner thigh. His fingers slowly dragging up against my bare skin until they reach my shorts. He presses his thumb over my shorts, right where I know I'm the hottest. Where I know he can smell how turned on I am. Even through my shorts, I feel an insatiable amount of pleasure. My hips grinding against him slowly.

"I bet I can get you to orgasm without taking a single piece of your clothing off." Matthew's words practically have me moaning. He rubs his thumb over me, pushing harder and making me ache so badly for him.

Matthew pulls my hair back slightly, exposing my neck as he kisses me while fingering me over my shorts. "Have you ever been touched before, gorgeous?"

He very well knows the answer, but I know he wants to hear me say it. I bite my lip, "Never."

A growl vibrates off his chest, his thumb pressing into me harder. His voice drops low and heavy, incredibly sensual. "Would you like me to touch you?"

"Yes." I can't help myself. 

His voice rough, "Beg."

"Yes Matthew." I beg of him through a breathless voice. "Please touch me."

Matthew's lips find mine, I manage to wrap my arms around his neck as he flusters me entirely with a passionate kiss. His tongue finding my own, his teeth biting my lip. The kiss alone sends me down a spiral of pleasure.

Matthew unbuttons the top of my shorts. I can't help the small growl resonate in my chest when he takes his dear time taunting me by pulling the zipper down in the slowest manner possible. He lays be back on his desk, keeping my legs hooked around his waist as his hand trails down my stomach. The feeling of his fingers grazing lower causes my breathing to stifle. Goosebumps running rampantly across my skin.

His fingers slide so easily down my center he stops kissing me to look down. His grip on my waist tightening so hard it starts to sting but I don't care. "Fuck Mia," he groans once he feels how atrociously wet I am.

His thumb starts circling my clit and I can't help the moans escaping my lips as I throw my head back onto his desk. Before Matthew, I hadn't even had my first kiss much less something like this. The feeling of having him touch me. Of his thumb teasing me slowly to the point where I'm squirming and rolling my hips against him.

Matthew doesn't even try to kiss me, he just stares at me with pure lust clouding his eyes. I can't even focus on the look in his eyes. His thumb feels so good and the longer he circles around me, the more I feel myself focusing on a sensation. I can't quite describe it but every time I roll my hips, I feel like I'm getting closer to the edge of a cliff.

"Matthew," I grip his wrist that's holding onto my waist. He quickly shifts my hand, holding onto it while placing it above my head.

I didn't think it could possibly get better, but as his thumb keeps playing with me, I suddenly feel his finger slide effortlessly into me. Matthew hisses against my ear, his own breathing becoming labored. 

I can only imagine what he's thinking of doing to me. I want him to do all of it. Whatever he wants because if it feels anywhere near this good, I'll combust.

"Matthew I—" my voice gets cut off by another wave of pleasure as he sinks in a second finger into my core. I'm so close to that edge. Oh my Goddess, I just want to fall off of it.

Matthew snaps his eyes to me, his fingers and thumb sliding faster than they had before. He pumps his fingers quicker, presses on my clit harder. I practically see spots. 

"Look at me," He growls. "Look at me when you cum, Mia."

My hand squeezes his, the other gripping his shirt like my life depends on it. I want to scream out for him when I feel massive surge of pure ecstasy ride through my body in waves. It chokes my voice back, leaving me a heaping mess as my body relaxes after its pulsated through me.

My legs are shaking from both the pleasure and by the soreness of having gripped Matthew so hard. Matthew is smiling his devilish grin. I can't even tell who's more satisfied, me or him. He pulls his fingers out of my pants, licking them deliberately. The blackness in his eyes slowly settling back to the dark green that give me butterflies.

I'm still too far in my head to react properly. He helps me sit up, kissing my face ever so gently. A completely different side of him compared to what he was doing only seconds ago. He holds me close to him, letting my head rest under his chest while kissing my forehead. Once I'm brought back to reality, I look upwards, placing a small kiss against his lips.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders, his forehead presses against mine in a much more romantic manner than I expected. The both of us smiling. Me like a total fool and him like a content puppy.

I let out a small laugh under my breath, "You know...that was my first ever orgasm."

"Really?" Matthew takes a deep breath, a groan resonating in his chest. I nod, his smiling only growing. Excitement and pride so easily broadcasted in his eyes.

"Oh Mia," Matthew's low, slow voice practically purrs. "I'm going to take so much pleasure in ruining you."

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